A trip to Neyland Stadium is thing to behold. The first time I was there I had the tune Rocky Top memorized before the end of the first quarter and heard it ringing in my head the next three days. I was there rooting on the Ole Miss Rebels. UT won 52-14. Ugly. Ugly game I tell you. Let us hope we don’t see anything looking close to that ugly this weekend as we enjoy the first full weekend of the 2025 College Football season. We need it. Even with all the chestnuts that roast over the business state of the game, we still need it. Your 11 against their 11. It is time I tell you!
Every week I will offer 14 games. I pick winners straight up. I don’t gamble. I can’t fathom being upset because my team only won by 12 points. That is not going to happen with this ole boy. Don’t ask.
Mississippi State beats Southern Miss… Coach Huff brought his Marshall squad with him to Hattiesburg. Won’t be enough. At least State has the guts to play USM. Ole Miss can’t claim that. Don’t tell about no-win situations.
Tulane beats Northwestern… The Green Wavers have a quality QB and more to prove.
Texas beats Ohio State… Arch Manning at QB for Texas. A redshirt freshman at QB for Ohio State? Never mind that I abhor Brutus. It’s Arch’s show and we are ready to watch.
Kentucky beats Toledo… Coach Stoops is already catching heat and the ball has yet to be kicked. The Louisville paper ran a story recently looking at possible replacements for the man. His buyout is huge. Still, let the man coach the season. Jon Gruden can stay away.
Indiana beats Old Dominion… The teams that come to Bloomington better be ready. The Hoosiers will be and if you saw the Purdue game at the end of the season last year, you better know they want to score 66 or more points on you too. The Hoosiers still have a great deal to prove. It is 2024 all over again.
Louisville beats Eastern Kentucky… Watch this powerful offense put up some monster numbers in this one.
Alabama beats Florida State… After getting beat by Vandy last year, you’ll see a much-improved Tide. They will win and win and win this year.
Georgia beats Marshall… Earlier today I was thinking about watching Rakeem Cato throw the ball to Tommy Shuler 19 times for 200 yards against Purdue in 2012 in West Lafayette. Purdue won 51-41. Doesn’t seem that long ago. Yes, UGA wins this one.
Clemson beats LSU… Cade Klubnik vs. Garrett Nussmeier. Not unlike Marino vs. Montana. One of those QB matchups. Clemson’s defense will give LSU fits, as they fly all over the place.
Ole Miss beats Georgia State… Coach Lane Kiffin is always fun. The scoreboard in Oxford had better have good batteries. Reb fans are missing Jaxson Dart. New QB Austin Simmons will do just fine.
Washington beats Colorado State… The Huskies will be improved.
UCLA beats Utah… An old PAC-12 game that is no more. UCLA and Tennessee traded quarterbacks. Nico Iamaleava traded Rocky Top for The Rose Bowl. Who could blame him?
Notre Dame beats Miami… The Irish better be ready for the South Florida heat and HUMIDITY. I am sitting here watching a ranked Boise State team wilt on a trip to take on South Florida. The Broncos are pooped, and they are behind 31-7 in the 4th quarter.
North Carolina beats TCU… Watch that Patriots coach win. Mack Brown will tell you the UNC brass gave the new guy the keys to the kingdom and the war chest.
We’re here! Enjoy it all. I will be in Bloomington Saturday for the Indiana game.
When I caught up Mark Hagen last week, I thought I might lead our conversation off with a zinger about a game that was played nearly 40 years ago that, given he has seen so much football since, might make him ask me about some of the particulars from my research. It took one question and immediately I knew I was about to talk to someone who knows and loves and remembers the game of football as well, if not better, than I do. These are rare conversations.
If Coach Mark Hagen is not blowing a whistle right now or running a defensive drill, I’d say he is looking at game tape of the Louisville Cardinals’ first opponent of the 2025 football season. That would be the Eastern Kentucky Colonels. Mark Hagen is the Co-Defensive Coordinator of the Louisville Cardinals. He followed Head Coach Jeff Brohm from Purdue back to Brohm’s hometown team. Cards fans will be happy this year. They are in for a great season. If they stay healthy, look out.
What question did I ask Mark Hagen to open our interview? Just how tired he was after the 1986 Indiana High School Athletic Association Class 5A Championship game between Hagen’s Carmel Greyhounds against the Fort Wayne Snider Panthers? The Panthers were led by NFL running back Vaughn Dunbar, according to my notes Dunbar had quite the night. Mark Hagen remembered it well.
“Vaugh was a great back. That season our defense was stout. He had 250 and some change and 96 of it was on one run when they were back up. We were fortunate to get that game into overtime and get the “W” (Carmel won 20-17) but he almost beat us single-handedly that day.” Just like my notes told me.
Coming out of high school Mark took recruiting trips to Arizona State, Wisconsin, Purdue, and Indiana. Indiana Head Coach Bill Mallory won him over. “Coach Mallory had a vision for his program. Being around him, he was just a motivator. He was certainly a fatherly figure and just a great person all-around. I’m very thankful that I made that decision to go to Indiana. He wanted to feature in-state talent.”
Mark Hagen was a great player for Indiana. He was a 4-year letterman and 2-time Second Team All-Big Ten. He led a 1991 Indiana defense that held Baylor scoreless in The Copper Bowl. Indiana won 24-0. That was the last bowl victory for the Indiana Hoosiers.
Mark turned to coaching and got his start under Bill Mallory as a graduate assistant in 1992. What led Mark to coach was unplanned. Mark had graduated from Indiana’s Kelly School of Business. From there, students can usually find a good gig. Why football? “I decided to coach when my playing days came to an end. Three back surgeries meant I was not going to play at the next level. I couldn’t get into an NFL camp as a free agent. It was an abrupt end, and I just wasn’t ready to give up on the game of football. I asked Coach Mallory about it, and he was all for it. The NCAA cut Graduate Assistant spots, so I was a GA in the weight room and Coach had me very involved. And the next year I was named Coach Mal’s Administrative Assistant. I had this t role for 3 years. I was involved with the defensive coaches. When defensive coordinator Coach Joe Novak left to be the head coach at Northern Illinois, I went with him and that was my first assistant coaching job.”
This would be the first in a long line of defensive coaching stints since 1992.
1992-1995 Indiana University
1996-1999 Northern Illinois
2000-2010 Purdue University
2011-2012 Indiana University
2013-2015 Texas A&M
2016-2019 Indiana University
2000 Texas
2021-2022 Purdue University
2023-Present University of Louisville
College Football coaching can take some unlikely turns and a few ugly ones as well. Look at that list above. If you are an Indiana fan, seeing this guy coach for Purdue is like an Ole Miss fan seeing their hero coach for Mississippi State. It happens and it happens for good reason. “We made the move to West Lafayette in March of 2000 and never in a million years did I think I would be there for eleven years, but I truly enjoyed each and every one of them. I learned a lot and was a part of some great teams.” One of those teams, led by quarterback Drew Brees, went to The Rose Bowl.
In 2020, the ugly part showed itself, as it usually does sooner or later if you hang in there long enough. Coach Tom Herman was the head coach of the Texas Longhorns and Mark Hagen was the Associate Head Coach for Defense/Defensive Line Coach. This was 2020. This was the covid season of covid seasons. The Texas Longhorns were 7-3, including a 32-point win over Colorado in the Alamo Bowl. In Texas, the head football coach can go 7-3, win a bowl game, keep the team together through thick and thin and covid and still get fired. Such was the fate of Head Coach Tom Herman that year.
” After the 2020 Alamo Bowl we had a ten-day break; I was watching my third daughter in a soccer game in Waco, Texas. Got a call and was told we had a staff Zoom meeting in 30 minutes. I thought this can’t be good. Coach Herman told us they had relieved him of his job, and they were hiring Steve Sarkisian. Everything happens for a reason, and I had a chance to go back to Purdue. Purdue’s head coach, Jeff Brohm, called me the next day and offered me a job and I was able to go back to Purdue which is a place I always enjoyed.”
Toward the end of our conversation, I couldn’t help myself. I told Coach Hagen when I see the Louisville Cardinals play, there goes a run for 79 yards! There goes a pass for 81 yards! I told him I have to believe, as Coach Hagen is watching these long gainers, he has to be saying give us an eight-minute drive every now and then to spell our defense. Coach Hagen’s response to that started with laughter and followed with, “Well, yeah, I’m cautiously optimistic with our running attack we can get into some situations where we can control the ball, but you know what? People love big plays whether they are through the air, on the ground, or on special teams returns, blocked punts, strip sacks. What we do is our thing. It comes with some rest or comes with sudden change, that is what our guys are in for on the defensive side of the ball, and we hold each other accountable. Whatever the situation is. Short field, a team backed up, no matter the situation we have to do our job. We have to make sure we don’t give up big plays. Miami, Notre Dame, SMU those were all one score losses last year. We can’t let teams hang around.”
We ended our conversation talking about Coach Bill Mallory. At Bill Mallory’s Memorial Service after Coach Mal died suddenly in June of 2018, one player from each of the four college teams Bill Mallory led over the years got up to speak. One from Miami, Ohio, one from Colorado, one from Northern Illinois, and one from Indiana University. The Hoosier that stood at the microphone and delivered an inspiring message was Mark Hagen #47 in your program and #1 in your hearts.
With coaches like Mark Hagen and Jeff Brohm, the Louisville Cardinals are not a team I would root against. I told Coach Hagen I hope his team stays healthy and they win every game. If you are a Cards fan, you will have plenty to enjoy this 2025 College Football Season. Enjoy it.
From The Moody Blues song Driftwood written by Justin Hayward.
You’re so right Jus. You’re so right.
The 2025 season means two things. 40 years on, in 1985, was the last season I played high school football, and it was also the last season Indiana High School Football players on the line often looked like they were submarines along the turf of the football field.
This was the last season lineman were not allowed to extend their arms and “push” to block. We were made to keep our arms in, lead with our forearms and shoulder pads. It looked nothing like the dance moves that play out on high school fields today. Hope that your dancers are stronger and more agile than the other team’s.
That photo up there shows a pad that went around me above the waist to protect my back. I only played one full honest to goodness REAL season of high school football. That was my 9th grade season in 1982. And it was a good one to be a part of. That winter, in 1983, I injured my back in a weight room mishap. Don’t ever go under a squat rack after you just ran three miles on the cross-country course when the temperature is 20 degrees out. Your back will be cold. Mine was. The weight on my shoulders came down. We did not come up. The disc between my L-4 and L-5 vertebrae made an unkind gesture. I have been mindful of it ever since.
I played, really played, as in starting at center and doing my punting and kicking, the last five games of my senior year. That was fun.
All I have left is to shake the hand of the kid who kicks a longer field goal for North Harrison than I did. I thought I would carry him or her off the field when that happened; that is not going to happen.
Like most of us, I have a pesky “news feed” on my phone. This invention is forever annoying. My phone knows what I am about. Plenty of updates on music about the heroes I adhere to. I won’t turn off a George Strait song on the radio. Rarely would I be listening to a station where you would find George Strait. When George sings about saying goodbye in Marina del Ray, I listen up. Being a man prone to writing about football, I get a great deal of that coming my way. The sound bites and press conference clips are GREAT. For every one of those, however, someone is imparting a “list” on me. How many times can I see a list ranking the stadiums of the SEC? A list ranking the coaches of the Big Ten. A list ranking the bathroom facilities of the stadiums in the ACC. No, I have not seen that one. But I will say the facilities at Wake Forest are first rate.
So, I sit down to write a meaningful list about football. I’d be delighted to read more lists like this one. I don’t need to see a list telling me the most annoying fan base in the Big Ten. I already know that is a tie between Ohio State and Wisconsin.
This list reads like the titles from the old TV show The Waltons. Simple. Simple. and Simple.
The Bus Ride
On a perfect autumn night in 1982, I was one of the North Harrison Cougars riding home from Brownstown Central. That night the 6-1 Cougars beat a 7-0 Braves team on their home turf by a score of 27-14. Never before or since have I heard such laughter, team-love, and accomplishment on the bus ride home.
The grass at Brownstown gave way to artificial turf some years ago. That old stadium is gone. And the goalpost shown that I would split two years later is now on a practice field. Pat Prince, a senior guard, would get us started on the bus. “We’re the Cougar Football Team (we’d repeat it back), “We’re lean and tough and mighty mean…” A variety of incantations followed. The one on the way home from Brownstown that October night in 1982 was special.
The Hoosiers
There is so much talk about Indiana Hoosiers Football these days; I feel I am living in an alternate universe at times. My distinct memories of Indiana Football go back 50 years. In 1975, the Utah Utes came to Bloomington. This was my first tangible proof that Utah existed on anything other than a map. Frank Stavroff, the Indiana kicker, put one through the uprights from 52 yards away. Amazing.
My love affair with Indiana has been on again and off again. The day they fired Coach Bill Mallory in 1996, Halloween to be exact, I was furious. Cam Cameron and Gerry DiNardo came and went.
Like so many others, I thought Coach Terry Hoeppner was going to lead Indiana out of the bowels or lethargy, my apologies to Jack Dundee. Coach Hep gave us two great seasons. He didn’t live to see a third. He didn’t see Austin Starr kick that 49 yarder against Purdue the following season that made the Hoosiers 7-5 and heading to a bowl for the first time since 1993.
A great picture of me and my mother, Tressie Johnson. We were about to pile into that van and head to the Independence Bowl in Shreveport in 1993. This is town my dad went to high school at St. John’s.
I know Memorial Stadium in Bloomington better than I know most places. When I look out before a game, I can still see the likes of Mike Harkrader, Duane Gunn, Van Waiters, Tim Clifford, Pete Stoyanovich, Chuck Razmic, Courtney Snyder, Joe Norman, Mark Hagen, Tim Wilbur, Alex Smith, Chris Dittoe, Thomas Lewis, and so many more. We don’t have time. But we do need to mention Anthony Thompson. The 1989 Maxwell Award winner and runner-up for The Heisman Trophy, AT is the only Hoosier in ANY sport to have his number retired. And for good reason.
FAST FOWARD…Thanks to Coach Curt Cignetti, Indiana has come a long way in a short time. Don’t be shocked if they keep shocking and making the SEC faithful cuss. Paul Finebaum beware.
How much have things changed at IU?
In 2019, I sent this photo to a cousin in Mississippi. I told him we were three hours away from hosting Ohio State and things here in Bloomington are abuzz!
Last year Indiana hosted College Football Gameday. This picture was taken shortly after 6 AM. The place really WAS abuzz.
That’s not to say IU didn’t have a few growing pains associated with unprecedented success. The Coach Cig towels placed on each seat on GAMEDAY Saturday were a little windblown.
The Sectional
In 1985, Indiana High Schools began postseason Sectional play. Similar to basketball, every team has a chance in the postseason now. The first sectional game in North Harrison High School history was October 25, 1985, against the homestanding Mitchell Bluejackets. I was a senior on this team. I was playing center that night. I kicked a field goal and an extra point to give us a 10-0 lead. Mitchell came back and led 12-10 late in the fourth quarter. During a time-out, with fourth down and goal from the 2, I told my coach-my dad that we had the two-hole. We went for it. Jason French ran along my right butt-cheek. Touchdown. We beat Mitchell 17-12. We had done something no NH team had done before. We won a playoff game. Yes, that ride home was pretty good too.
This is my brother, Darrell, and me taken not long before that Mitchell game was played.
The Friendships
Football can bring guys together for life. There are chaps I know that I don’t see very often. When we meet up, we have a bond that only going through two-day practices can give. There is something very special about it.
I ran across this photo; taken by my friend Jim Plump 50 years ago. I am also partial to it because the guy on the left, Jim Brown, is a dear friend who is more like family. These guys were playing for my dad’s Brownstown Central team in 1975. This captures a great deal of what this game can give.
The Voices
Never once do I turn a college football game on and fail to think about Keith Jackson. He was the greatest college football announcer we ever knew.
This was Keith Jackson’s last television appearance at a college football game. This was the 2017 Rose Bowl. He schooled these two that night. I have it recorded, and I never tire listening to it.
Keith Jackson was the soundtrack of College Football. He died in January 2018.
I wish I was not such a traditionalist at times. When it comes to football announcers I don’t have much patience. I can’t watch College Football Gameday. Too much noise. I tune in to see the last segment when they give the big picks of the day and to watch Lee Corso. That too is almost over.
A guy from Shreveport is my go-to announcer these days. Tim Brando is the best. What I would give to hear him call the Championship game. It would be so much more enjoyable. Tim is knowledgeable and knows when to get out of the way like Keith Jackson did. We have spent our lives hearing the adage sometimes less is more. There really is something to that.
Tim called the Indiana-Purdue game in Bloomington. IU won 66-0. TB was having a bit of problem with his voice. He was a gamer! He got through it. He is a winner.
The Herd
My dear wife, Carrie, and I have a soft spot for Marshall University. We have seen more games at The Joan (Joan C. Edwards Stadium) than I can recall. We had season tickets in 2010. Remember that UNREAL catch by WR Aaron Dobson, the one where he caught it with his hand turned backwards, against East Carolina in 2011? I saw it. That was the most amazing thing I have seen on a college football field.
The first time we saw a game at Purdue was against Marshall. We saw both games of a home and home series. The home team won both times.
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Watching the Rebels
My Mississippi roots run deep. My mother and father were both born in Mississippi. Over the years I have seen the Rebels play in Lexington, Nashville (Vandy and Music City Bowl), Jackson, Winston-Salem, and Oxford. I live in Indiana.
The last game I saw at Oxford was in 2003 when Eli Manning was a senior. This was a 43-40 win over Lou Holtz and South Carolina. In earnest, Carolina came back furiously after Ole Miss had a large lead. We all left exhaling and glad they played quarters and not fifths.
Being there and listening to Hotty Toddy is a thing to behold. I loved every minute of it. My Aunt Barbara Hines was my Ole Miss buddy. I miss her.
The Bengals
This was the first glimpse I ever saw of the Bengals new striped uniforms in 1981 after a preseason game. I was fan long before that happened. The Bengals were my team. Growing up Ken Anderson was my football hero. He played for the Bengals from 1971 to 1986.
This 1982 Monday Night Football shoot-out between the Bengals saw Anderson throw for 416 yards and Dan Fouts of the Chargers throw for 425 yards.
I am not a great fan of pro football these days. Once upon a time, I never missed a game. Don’t get me wrong. On Sunday night at 8:30, I will be tuned in to NBC, after I have sampled the other Sunday games.
Thanks to Peyton
Peyton Manning made football in Indiana.
I saw the interest in high school football for twenty years before Peyton Manning was drafted and played for the Indianapolis Colts.
I saw the interest in the Indianapolis Colts the fourteen years before Peyton Manning made his way to Colts in 1998.
Peyton Manning made football in Indiana. Thank you, Peyton.
The Last Word
My little brother had to pee. We walked to the restroom figuring the game was over. Walking down the ramp of old Cardinal Stadium toward the john, we heard a collective and loud gasp from the homestanding Louisville Cardinal faithful. It was 1989. Louisville was playing Southern Miss. The USM quarterback, some guy named Brett Favre, threw a last second pass that bounced off the helmet of a Card DB and landed in the hands of Golden Eagle receiver who ran the rest of the 79 yards for six! Did I see it? No. My brother Darrell had to pee. Still a good story all these years on. When Darrell’s son Brennan is old enough, I will tell him that one!
Have a great college football season. For all of college athletics’ problems, the games are still the games. Your 11 against our 11. Game on. That is our saving grace these days. College APR stats are jokes now. It insults my intelligence that this stat is even brought up in this era of college free agency. I hope some of these college kids are socking their money away. Some will never see any payday like of the sorts again in their lives.
Enjoy the season. My calendar has one circle. September 20. Illinois comes calling to Indiana. The Illini are media darlings and Hoosiers are still an enigma. Of course they are.
College Football camps are in full swing. This week Indiana Football Coach Curt Cignetti had his first post-game presser. As amazing as it seems, we are still interested and glued to the same old questions being asked and hoping, I suppose, to hear something different out the coach. We have been getting that.
The reporter has to ask something, even as mundane as some of the questions may be. Still, he has to ask something. Coach Cignetti does a good job of taking those questions and frames an answer that is “process oriented”. Wink.
In reality, August feels like the longest month to wait for your favorite team to kickoff the season. The build-up and the media blow-off is at epic proportions. I get it. Having called high school football games on the radio and knowing there is air time to fill, sometimes you know when the media guy or gal is saying “something” because he or she has to say “something”. The less is more days of Keith Jackson are solidly placed in the history books and he is revered. He is not, however, the model. There is too much time and advertising space to adhere to these days to go back.
So how about these new players in camp for your favorite college team? Recruiting too, as we knew it, is a thing of the past. Personally, as the traditionalist that I am, I miss it. You know what I mean if you were back there. Only twenty years ago, former North Carolina Recruiting Coordinator, Coach Bruce Hemphill called recruiting an “inexact science”. “As many background checks as you do, you never know how kids are going to react to a college setting. They are away from home, from family, and instead of being the kingpin pf a 1,000-person high school, they are in a setting with 30-50,000 other kids…without parental guidance.”
Coach Hemphill was right. And yes, there will always be the “how will the kid react” intangible to deal with. In these times of college football free-agency, this dynamic does not hold as much water as it once did. The gulf between the next place to play is more like a puddle. The inundation of communication and social media drives decisions these days. If you have adapted well to these times, and I would say, given the performance of the college football earthshattering, SEC pain in the butt stemming season the Indiana Hoosiers had for the first time in the modern era of college football, Coach Curt Cignetti was made for these times. I nod to Pat Conroy with that last sentence.
At the end of the day, at the end of August, you just hope the recipe for your team has all the ingredients it needs and that no ingredient tries to add more to the recipe than it needs to win when that stadium pot starts to boil and we can finally exhale and move on to 1st and 10 from our own 32. That is when the fun starts.
A PRO FOOTBALL NOTE…
I did pay a little attention to the NFL Hall of Fame Game last night in Canton, Ohio between the LA Chargers and the Detroit Lions. In earnest, I was more interested in the Canadian Football League week 9 matchup between Calgary and Ottawa. I rarely miss a game that league plays.
I’m still sore at The Pro Football Hall of Fame not enshrining former 16-year Cincinnati Bengals quarterback Ken Anderson. He deserves to be there. Look up what former teammate and former football announcer Bob Trumpy has to say about Ken Anderson.
I have yet to step foot into the Pro Football Hall of Fame. I have driven past it. I know I have been through Canton eight times. But, yes, I am that stubborn. Not unlike my feelings for the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in nearby Cleveland. The Moody Blues finally were inducted in April 2018 after being eligible for 25 years. I got there two months later to look at their display and say, “It’s about time.”
When I was 7 years old, all I wanted was this guy’s autograph.
At age 17, I marveled at how he patiently stood there and signed for EVERYONE asking. He didn’t leave anyone behind. This picture was taken 40 years ago. Ken Anderson is in my Hall of Fame. I hope I finally visit The Pro Football Hall of Fame one day.
